It felt like a harbinger of a long winter of discontent, and perhaps a much longer sojourn in the wilderness - a prospect made all the worse by the sense that the world was somehow, bizarrely, disconcertingly, out of joint.
It was actually happening. The nerd was kissing the homecoming queen. Paper was beating scissors; scissors were beating rock. Charlie Brown was kicking the football. The Red Sox were beating the Yankees for the American League pennant.
[The NYT reflects on Boston's 4-3 series win over the Yankees].
Curse of the Bambino??
Legend has it, after the Red Sox manager sold Babe Ruth to the New York Yankees, [Picture the fist record label executive turning down The Beatles], a curse was placed on the Red Sox. Perhaps history bears it out - since 1918, the Yankees have won 26 Major League Baseball Titles, and the Red Sox none, and they had lost some from seemingly invincible positions.
The Red Sox are perennial bridesmaids, and it was probably only the team itself who believed after the Yankees won the first three games of their seven game series they could even make the Final Series.
But make it they did... becoming the first team to erase a three game lead to win a series. Now they lead the [World] Series against the St. Louis Cardinals 3-0.
This afternoon an 86 year hoodoo was broken.
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